Continental Monthly, Vol. I., No. IV., April, 1862 - Devoted To Literature And National Policy by Various
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The lady looked significantly at the negro and shook her head, but said nothing, and he left. 'Come, Alice, it is nearly time for meeting, and I want to stop and see Sandy on the way.' 'I reckon I won't go,' said Madam P----. 'You stay to take care of Moye, I suppose,' said the Colonel, with a slight sneer. 'Yes,' replied the lady; 'he is badly hurt, and in danger of inflammation.' 'Well, suit yourself. Sir. K----, come, _we'll_ go--you'll meet some of the _natives_.' The lady retired to the house, and the Colonel and I were soon ready. The driver brought the horses to the door, and as we were about to enter the carriage, I noticed Jim taking his accustomed seat on the box. 'Who's looking after Sam?' asked the Colonel. 'Nobody, Cunnul; de ma'am leff him gwo.' 'How dare you disobey me? Didn't I tell you to give him a hundred?' 'Yas, massa, but de ma'am tole me notter.' |
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